Thinking I don’t feel like anything’s slowing down for meyet, bolting out of a house of wood and stone, gonefrom … More
Category: Fathers and Sons
Tradition
His body was given for me, he thought, kept hearing it overand over while he watched the walk along the … More
New Old Dog (I’m still struggling)
For one, you were a sleight-of-hand magician,and I still haven’t figured out all of the tricks youpulled, a tribute to … More
Christmas Now He’s Gone
It’s blinding, the kind of pain that comes with the rains,up here, this time of year, lots of work for … More
A Guppy’s Dream
My pond’s overrun by guppies again, and at perhaps 2000 gallons, it’s not a small one. . . . a … More
Dream of Life
I’ve had this dream before, variations of it, many times.This morning it was my final dream of the night,so right … More
The Funeral
There is no one who knows a father’s kneebetter than a child who wraps his armsaround that knee and clings to it like … More
A Quick Trip Home
My dad used to have them outside his den. I remember sneaking down there in the dead of night to … More
Phraseology
My dad had a store of useful phrases for any occasion.Most memorable for me was, “I need X like I … More
To Give Again
“To another Valentine’s Day,” the older man said, lifting his pint. The two, sitting side by side, clinked glasses, took … More
Walking Through Downtown Honolulu
With her tousled white hair and shredded clothes, the elderly Japanese woman appears to be someone living on the street. … More
The Astronaut
When I was young, my dad told me he went to the moon on a big rocket ship.He said it was … More
No Turning Back
He wasn’t the type who’d say, This is my old lady. He introduced my mom by her nickname only, never … More
Target
He watched the Buddhist monks practice their archery at Kapiolani Park. They would draw back the bowstring, close their eyes, … More
Then and Now
I had to go back to the place on Maui where my father and I used to fish. Coming to … More
The Swimming Lesson
When Art Kamaka was three years old, his father had drowned, along with two friends, while fishing in the Kaiwi … More
NaNoWriMo: More About That Later, Chapter 7, The Good Old Summertime
If I’d been the right age to have experienced those long summer breaks of my childhood, where I’d have two-and-a-half … More
The Wrong Place (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 12)
Recovering himself, Chan said. “We found heroin in Cal’s locker at Siu Lum Pai. He stole it from one of the Mexicans … More
Footsteps (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 11)
Father and son sat on the lānai of their Punchbowl home. The sunset was one of those spectacular Hawaiian ones so … More
The Loss of a Son (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 10)
Chan gathered himself in the corridor outside Conrad Jones’s room. Now he would have to tell him about his son’s death. One … More